Spirit Vessel

Chapter 961: Phoenix’s Arrival

The weapon essence can refine all weapons, absorbing their sharpness and spirit. Though it couldn’t give birth to its own spirit, its offensive capability was unmatched.

A strange scene unraveled before confused eyes – the weapon essence devoured the demonic spirit treasure.

“That’s a heavenly weapon essence, a divine artifact for blacksmithing. Just one drop will greatly increase a weapon’s sharpness or even improve their rank.” A blacksmith became emotional. He had only read about this and never saw a single drop before.

His evaluation was a testament to the weapon essence’s worth. Many became visibly greedy.

“Boom!” The refinement process finally finished; the demonic spear was reduced to dust while the essence became bright like a star.

It became seven times sharper thanks to this tenth-ranked spirit treasure. He waved it once to test it out and the slash left a deep cut on the ground.

“Whoosh!” With Swift Samsara, his blade made contact with one of the death soldiers.

The helmet had a defensive formation. It flashed once before crumbling. A fist-sized hole was left on the helmet, revealing the soldier’s face.

It was emotionless and the skin looked like rocks. However, there were still blood vessels visible beneath the craggy exterior. The eyes looked normal as well, the same with the hair.

Feiyun thought that they did look too different from normal humans. No wonder why other humans disliked them.

They were bought from slave auctions by the Gu. The clan then used a special but harmful method to improve their cultivation all the way to the fifth level of Nirvana. However, this limited them to the fifth level.

Normally, a human would have seven to nine thousand years of lifespan at this level. But for the stonehearts, they would only live up to three thousand years. Due to the special method of the Gu, their actual lifespan might only be one thousand years.

“Die!” The soldier swung his blade downward, aiming for Feiyun’s head.

Feiyun had no intention of showing mercy. The weapon essence cut through the saber then finally drew hot blood from the stoneheart’s tough skin.

The sharp energy of the essence began devouring the dying soldier. He eventually collapsed into pieces like broken porcelain.

The old men from the Gu nearly died. These death soldiers were expensive. The rate of success for these stonehearts was one in ten thousand. To fully train one meant spending around one billion spirit stones or so.

Meanwhile, Feiyun used both his key and the weapon essence to fight the remaining three soldiers, utilizing various techniques.

“Whoosh!” The weapon essence managed to sever the second soldier completely by the waist. The key then crushed both pieces and reduced them into blood.

The old men from the Gu gritted their teeth from rage again.

“Get back, I’ll deal with him!” Eighth Lord Gu shouted.

The two soldiers immediately obeyed his order.

“Too late for that.” Feiyun quickly caught up to one of them.

His weapon essence turned into a spear, allowing him to crucify the soldier to a wall.

The victim struggled, causing the wall to shake and crack violently. Feiyun activated the key and a white energy crushed the soldier’s helmet, pulverizing his skull.

The wall fell down and buried the third soldier.

“Damn you!” Eighth activated his domain and blood qilin image again.

He looked like a godfiend of death while swinging his sword.

Feiyun used his key to stop the tenth-ranked sword. “Boom!” He was pushed ten meters back and decided to use this momentum to chase the last soldier.

No mercy for those who tried to kill him.

“Don’t run!” Eighth looked like a bloody qilin with massive vitality. He gave chase, only slightly slower than Feiyun.

“Boom!” Feiyun finally caught up to the fourth soldier and dismembered him. Blood splashed all over the ground.

‘Fuck!’ Eight was furious and roared.

He began to transform – his arms and legs became more muscular with protruding scales. His legs were five times bigger; his arms three times. He looked like a four-legged qilin at this point. A primordial aura emanated from him.

“Whoosh!” His speed improved as he lunged towards Feiyun like a fireball, pushing away both the weapon essence and the key.

He struck Feiyun’s chest and made a bloody mess of it, sending the guy flying.

If it wasn’t for Feiyun’s insane physical constitution, that blow would have finished him. Even a fifth-level cultivator would have died.

“Raa!” Eighth roared again and hurt the listeners’ eardrums. His roar contained the power of an ancient qilin.

“This bloodline is just too strong, he’s at the apex of the fifth level now. Feiyun can’t win.” Ninth said.

“A qilin is an immemorial sacred demon, its vitality and power are matchless.” Liu Suhong sneered.

Liu Suzi slightly frowned, looking a bit worried. She owed Feiyun for saving her life but she couldn’t help him right now.

Eighth was virtually unbeatable in Crimson Territory. Even the territory lords’ daughters couldn’t take him on.

“The older gen can’t get involved but no one in the younger gen can take on Eighth. Feiyun can only rely on himself.” She said.

Feiyun got up, revealing his bloody wound. His eyes turned cold and decisive; his long hair rose up in the air and became fiery.

“Lowly qilin, I will annihilate you. Phoenix God!” He unleashed his third domain.

An inferno manifested along with a phoenix screech. A majestic aura engulfed the area.

The screech echoed throughout the city and woke up the older cultivators from their cultivation session. They shuddered in fear, thinking that a phoenix was here in Crimson Leaf.

The spirit beasts in the city became frightened and were paralyzed on the ground. The coming of a phoenix changed everything.

Eighth himself became intimidated. An instinctive fear took over as if he was looking at a king. The qilin blood within him had a natural fear of the phoenix.

Feiyun went on the offensive – four divine phoenixes appeared around his domain.

One of them grabbed Eighth with its claws, looking like a hawk capturing a chick. The claws then pierced through his chest completely.

“No, I am the successor of the blood qilin, I can’t lose! Die!” Eighth roared and his vitality erupted. He managed to get away from the claws and swung his blade again.

A different phoenix stopped the attack and smashed him flying. Pulps of his flesh splattered everywhere.